walking at 6am in a largely unlit neighborhood, you can only hear other people walking down the street. you may see something -- hardly an outline (there's not enough light), but you can tell it's moving.  across the darkness a female voice says 'hello' and waits to see if the sound is echoed.  i say hello, too. the situation is neutralized.  human contact is made and fears (if they are present) are pacified. 

 45 minutes later the sun is straddling the horizon.  i see a woman approaching.  i see her well enough to know that her hair is blonde and that it's unbrushed.  i don't know if this is the woman from earlier. 

in the safety of the new daylight we pass and do not say hello. 

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